“Daddy, what are you doing? I wanted… I thought….” He tried to reach down again, even though I was holding his hands, and I could only chuckle. He shivered violently.
Brushing back the sweat-damp hair from his forehead, I bent to whisper in his ear. “You’re going to bounce on my cock and that sumptuous belly of yours is going to crush your dick between us, and then you’re going to spray your juice all over my stomach. You need to come so badly, don’t you? Poor little baker.” I nipped his earlobe and he gasped.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Smirking, I went to the middle of the bed and lay down. I kicked my feet apart and got comfortable. He watched with interest as I snapped the cock ring around my balls and the base of my shaft. It was uncomfortable, but in almost no time flat I was harder and could tell it would take effort to get off.
Which was exactly what I wanted. I needed to breed him in a way he’d never fucking forget. I wanted to stuff him so full of seed he’d never want another cock in his ass.
“Get over here. Straddle me.” I opened the lube while he struggled to turn around onto the bed. He was graceless and his lips pouted in frustration, and I was already stroking lube onto my cock and curling my toes against the unreasonably soft blankets by the time he made it to my side, panting from the effort, to drop his knees either side of me. The belly was massive, and if he leaned over at all, it pressed against me.
“Hold still,” I murmured and reached down between his legs to give him a fast prep. His mouth fell open as I circled his hole with my middle finger, but I wasn’t about to play with his ass right now. That’s not what I wanted. I was going to satisfy him until he couldn’t fucking stand it anymore.
“I want you to understand something when I’m done with you tonight,” I said and eased two fingers into his hole.
He nodded, but that wasn’t good enough.
“Pay attention, Jaxson.”
His eyes were shocking when he turned them toward me. The pupils were huge and gleamed with need. He was just stunning. I pumped my fingers in and out of him and he dropped his head back and rode them. His belly rose and fell and his cock curved upward even more, pressing firmly against the underside.
“Daddy’s cock is what you should be looking for if you’re horny. Do you understand? I don’t want you taking care of yourself. You’re going to learn that tonight. I can do it so much better.”
He sank down on my fingers and flexed his ass muscles around them, or at least I thought he did that on purpose, because he chuckled. “Okay.”
“We’ll see how funny you think it is.” I eased my fingers free of his tight asshole and lay back, wiping my hand on the blanket. He gave me what I could only consider a fond smile as I rested my hands behind my head. “Get it. Spray me with your juice. Fuck yourself.”
He moaned and tried to sit back on my cock, but I was extremely hard, and he was at a bad angle. I slipped away and he swore.
I slapped his ass and he hissed through his teeth. “Don’t do that. It’s a bad habit with the baby on the way.”
He scowled at me and reached behind himself, pressing his belly harder between us. He lost his balance and ended up having to use both hands to keep from toppling over.
“You’re not going to help me, are you?”
“Nope.” I winked, and he bared his teeth at me as he sat up again and reached back to grasp my cock. His hand felt so good that I gave in and held his arm to keep him in place so he could line me up with his hole, which I really, really wanted to be in anyway.
He eased himself back on me and there was that magical moment where his hole was hot, slick, and right there, and I wasn’t inside yet, but I knew it was about to happen. He breathed out as he settled back. His thighs trembled. My cock slid into his body and the pressure and heat destroyed my smug attitude because all I could do was hold onto those curvy hips of his to keep myself from trying to fuck up into him. He slid down my length with excruciating slowness, but I didn’t think he was trying to tease me. There was a deep furrow between his brows and his legs shook where they were pressed against my thighs.
“Is it hard to fuck yourself while you’re so big?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yeah, it’s taking a lot to keep my balance.” He pouted, and I sank my fingers into the flesh of his asscheeks and rocked up into him. He nodded. “Yes, yes….”
“Get yourself off on me,” I ordered.
He nodded, and his attempts to move fast enough were thwarted by the belly, but watching him struggle was fucking amazing. He leaned forward a little and his scalding-hot dick pressed directly between the belly and my stomach. His entire body stiffened for a second, and then he moaned and leaned in, pushing the belly between us—fucking himself between the squeeze of his pregnant stomach and my body. He wasn’t moving fast, barely lifted off my cock, but he was so hot and the squeeze of his muscles on my shaft was enough to have me struggling against coming, even though I had the cock ring on.
His eyes shot wide and then his mouth fell open as he let out a low huff of breath. I felt it—his cum splashed out against my stomach. Fuck, that was good. He rested his hands on top of his belly and panted, plush pink lips parted so he could drag air into his lungs. Sweat had his skin gleaming in the low lamplight.
My cockhead tingled and throbbed. I was so fucking hard, and I loved it.
I rocked up and rutted firmly into his ass, covering his hands with mine.
“Vane?” My name turned into a squeak as I grabbed his hips and sank back down before I thrust up into him again hard enough to jolt him off his knees.
“I’m going to fuck you through another orgasm, and another and another until you’re satisfied. Pregnant men need to get off, I know, and I know you’re needy right now, but there’s a right way”—I pushed as deep into him as I could and he whimpered—“and a wrong way to get off. You need my seed in you, don’t you?”
He nodded fast. “Don’t know if I can, Vane. I’m not… fuck,” he gasped and sank down onto me like he was trying to keep me in place. I grinned, squeezed his hips, and rolled us. He flailed, already off-balance with the massive stomach, and clutched at my shoulders. I loved the belly between us but didn’t want to hurt him, so I tried to keep more on my knees than resting on him. I hitched his legs over my arms and spread him wide. He only had a semi after coming, but that was good enough for the night of terrible pleasure I had planned—at least for a little while. We’d had a long day, after all, and my little baby-maker would need his sleep eventually.
